Sunlight on skin. Camera loves it. Pure bliss. ✨

Sunlight on skin. Camera loves it. Pure bliss. ✨

The steam from the bath clung to her hair, tracing a path down her back as you leaned in close. A slight shift when your hand brushed hers – not quite resistance, more like willing. A delicate tilt of the head as she caught your gaze, lips parted just so. A subtle turn towards the warmth, a tiny exhale that matched the quiet rustle of the towels. Her fingers tightened slightly around yours, and for a heartbeat, everything was perfect.